Harpua216
07-24-2006, 02:11 PM
OK Here's The Scoop @ Quest in NYC
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So i wake up, take two chewable vitamins and drank a DARK, BITTER cup of coffee (to make my piss look like that in the QF 4 bottle).
I heated up the bottle to about 96-100 and rubber banded the heating (warming) pads to the side as well as my trusty digital thermometer (which is optional) and walked to the Quest lab which is about 12 minutes from my house.
It opened at 7:00 AM so I waited until about 725AM and started walking over.
I got a little nervous walking over b/c I never practiced with the warmer, so I whipped it out on the street and checked the temp (this is normal in nYc, people are always walking around with piss bottles, as a matter of fact, I saw a few of them on the ground, possibly thrown from cars, on my way...hmmmm wonder if its clean?.. Its funny how consumed one can get with piss), and walked into the lab.
I had to wait for about 6-7 minutes after I signed in until they called me into the back. This is where they took my Photo ID, scotch taped it to my paperwork, highlighted the areas I had to sign (name ss# date, ph.# specimin initial, and date-(2X))
Then she asked me to empty my pockets, without patting me down,and told me I cannot wash my hands, or flush the toilet.
I went in the bathroom locked the door, opened the bottle, took the digi-therm and checked the temp, which was at 96-98, and then conferred with the bottle that had the strip on it. it was about a degree and a half lower with the digi than the strip, which was a perfect temp.
After pissing on the floor, toilet and myself, I looked at the specimen cup and the heat measurement was right in the middle of the strip.
She made me watch her pour the piss in the large plastic vile, attached the sticker on the top of it, closed it in a ziplock bag, and then put it somewhere that I could not see.
She took the paperwork that I handed her, ripped off my copy, put their copy in an envelope and marked it with the address of the Quest I was at.
I then was told to throw the urine down the toilet, flush and wash my hands.
I walked out of there, lit up a cigarette and walked to the subway, still wondering where that piss is going and when.
But that was it, from start to finish.
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So i wake up, take two chewable vitamins and drank a DARK, BITTER cup of coffee (to make my piss look like that in the QF 4 bottle).
I heated up the bottle to about 96-100 and rubber banded the heating (warming) pads to the side as well as my trusty digital thermometer (which is optional) and walked to the Quest lab which is about 12 minutes from my house.
It opened at 7:00 AM so I waited until about 725AM and started walking over.
I got a little nervous walking over b/c I never practiced with the warmer, so I whipped it out on the street and checked the temp (this is normal in nYc, people are always walking around with piss bottles, as a matter of fact, I saw a few of them on the ground, possibly thrown from cars, on my way...hmmmm wonder if its clean?.. Its funny how consumed one can get with piss), and walked into the lab.
I had to wait for about 6-7 minutes after I signed in until they called me into the back. This is where they took my Photo ID, scotch taped it to my paperwork, highlighted the areas I had to sign (name ss# date, ph.# specimin initial, and date-(2X))
Then she asked me to empty my pockets, without patting me down,and told me I cannot wash my hands, or flush the toilet.
I went in the bathroom locked the door, opened the bottle, took the digi-therm and checked the temp, which was at 96-98, and then conferred with the bottle that had the strip on it. it was about a degree and a half lower with the digi than the strip, which was a perfect temp.
After pissing on the floor, toilet and myself, I looked at the specimen cup and the heat measurement was right in the middle of the strip.
She made me watch her pour the piss in the large plastic vile, attached the sticker on the top of it, closed it in a ziplock bag, and then put it somewhere that I could not see.
She took the paperwork that I handed her, ripped off my copy, put their copy in an envelope and marked it with the address of the Quest I was at.
I then was told to throw the urine down the toilet, flush and wash my hands.
I walked out of there, lit up a cigarette and walked to the subway, still wondering where that piss is going and when.
But that was it, from start to finish.